The City of the Specter, Atem's Palace

[metagame]

The corpse sinks to the floor
Even the brightest gold, even the sharpest blade
Becomes sand, becomes dust

Comments

[chimken]

Thank you..uhm....

[ Falin sighed. She really needed to start asking names when she was in the group ahead of time. ]

[prozaic]

[She's lucky that Shalem is perceptive of people! Even if he's not perceptive of his surroundings...]

Shalem-- my name is Shalem.

[chimken]

My name is Falin...Thank you, Shalem. [ She gives him a gentle smile. ]